Traitorous. Her against me.
Is this really how it has to be?
What did I ever do to you?
I should have seen, I should have knew.
That one day you'd bring me tears.
I scream so loud but no one hears.
Is he really so God damn great?
Does he make you tick? Does he make you quake?
All these scars, across my chest.
Because apparently, you know best.
Traitorous. Her against me.
Is this really how you want it to be?
